Consorts of the Heart Mr. Billionaires

Chapter.93 (Honeymoon part.1)

Aril sits in front of his mother and Dinda. He still fukos to rattan which turned out to be made by Mother as a back rake. His forehead was still sweating. I don't know how many sheets of tissue Aril used. The mother, who was sitting on her arm, watched Aril from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head.

Actually in the eyes of the mother, Aril is her dream daughter-in-law. But because of hearing Aril's confession, I was moved to know how deeply Aril loved his son, Aril's confession made Mother want to sell a little expensive. Dinda tried to hold back her laughter as Aril's face looked increasingly pale.

"So the point is that Aril wants to marry Dinda, is that it?" ask Mom with her jutek face.

"Fast .. Me and Dinda plan to get married in three months" she replied stammeringly.

"Mom nagging .. but-" said Mother restrained while glancing to the side where Dinda was sitting.

"But what the hell is ma'am" said Dinda who was also curious.

"You don't know, before anyone wants to be part of the kite family, it should be acquaintance first with Engkong, Ncang, Ncing, Mpok, the same brothers your cousins," said Ibu.

Dinda stood up from her position when she heard Mother's words. She still remembers very well how her cousin-to-be husband who was worked all out by her Engkong.

"Don't Mom, the marriage is still a few months away, the acquaintance will be later, yes" said Dinda who had moved to sit next to Aril. It feels like he is not willing to imagine Aril in the mud in the rice field.

"Eh ngape you! Precisely because it is still a long time, son Aril must know our family from now on .. want to marry not anyway."

"Yes would be Mom but-" Dinda's words were cut off as Aril clasped his hands.

"Alright Mom, if it is a condition that I am accepted in the big family Mother, I want to," said Aril straightforwardly.

Dinda looked at Haru towards Aril. Wherever he's been all this time. Why is it only now that he realized if a man who used to be just a friend quarreling, it turns out to be able to behave gentlemanly in front of his fierce mother more than a lion.

"Well, son Aril doesn't mind, so when will son Aril be able to come with Mom and Dinda to the crank house."

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After approximately fourteen hours of flight from Jakarta to London England without having to transit, Arumi and Alfaro finally arrived at Heathrow Air Base, London.

When leaving the airport, the cold weather was immediately felt. But Arumi seemed to not care, he was even stunned to see the snow that fell from the sky. He stretched out his hand, scaring away the falling snow. Finally, his dreams as a child can be realized.

Before long a car came to them, stopping right in front of Alfaro and Arumi. A tall man with the head of the plotos got down from the car and directly bowed his body in front of Alfaro and Arumi.

"Welcome to London, Mr.Wilson and Mrs.Wilson (Welcome to London Mr. Wilson and Miss Wilson)."

"Thank you .. the room I ordered is ready? (Thank you ... The room I booked is ready?)"

"Of course sir, let me take you to the hotel (Of course, sir, let me take you to the hotel)"

Arumi kept quiet while watching her husband talk to the stranger. He understands the language, but he does not understand who the bule man who picked them up. Alfaro grabs Arumi's hand, walking to follow her into the car. While the bule man put the suitcases into the trunk of the car.

"Mas, who is that guy?" arumi asked as she sat next to her husband.

"Oh that, he's the driver of the hotel owner we're going to occupy, I happen to know well with the hotel's owner we're business partners," alfaro answered while putting on his seatbelt for him and his wife.

Arumi just nodded in understanding. She sometimes forgets that her husband is not an ordinary person, of course her business colleagues are everywhere. After entering the goods, the driver got into the car and immediately gas-fired leaving the airport yard.

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So Arumi doesn't have to bother going far if you just want to see the grandeur of Big Ben and the Palace of Westminster. Because of the room that Alfaro had ordered, his window faced directly with Big Ben at a distance that was not too far away.

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Alfaro invited Arumi into the room he had ordered. On the thirty floor of the room. It looks very luxurious with a modern feel that dominates. There is no fireplace when winter comes. Because now the technology is more sophisticated, space heating can make the room warmer.

"You cold?" alfaro asked as he saw Arumi rubbing both of his arms.

"Slightly, the weather outside was very cold, maybe because I was not used to it, but after arriving in this room, it was much warmer," replied Arumi who was currently sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Would you like a warm bath?"

"Is there?" I want, too long on the plane to make me sultry," said Arumi who looks enthusiastic.

"Let's take a bath together" Alfaro asked.

"W-what? Mas go first .. I'm ashamed," said Arumi as she crossed her hands on her chest.

Four years passed without heat struggle. Making Arumi seem to return to being a plain woman who forgot what she had to do. Alfaro sat down beside his wife, pulling the long hair back. Kissed his shoulders up to Arumi's neck. He could not hold back his desire anymore, this time all had to be channeled without delaying time.

With one move, Arumi was now under Alfaro's confinement, unable to move even breathing was so difficult. Alfaro lands a kiss on the wife's lips, letting her hand wander every inch of Arumi's body.

As the kiss loosened, Alfaro took off the shirt wrapped around his wife's body, so the buttons scattered everywhere. Alfaro was stunned when he saw the mound which after four years was increasingly challenging, large and dense.

"Ahhkk." A voice faintly sounded from Arumi's mouth as the two chewy mounds were played by her husband.

"Em, Mas .. it's ticklish."

Hearing the wife instead made Alfaro more challenged. He took off all the clothes that wrapped his body. Arumi closed his eyes for a moment when he saw the strong junior Alfaro. It had been four years and he had to get back to getting used to this kind of scene, he missed but he also looked nervous and timid.

Alfaro left many traces of possession all over his wife's neck and chest. He kissed all parts of the wife's body, to the stomach. Alfaro released what was left of his wife's body until there was not a thread left. Alfaro swallowed his saliva with all his might as he looked at the beautiful scenery between the two sides of Arumi's thigh. A sight he had not seen for a very long time in his solitude.

Without spending time, he drowned his face there. Arumi groaned with a hand that gripped tightly the end of the pillow that supported her head. He bit his lower lip because he felt a sensation that he did not feel for so long.

Today all reoccur, the taste and all the sensations offered make it opium. After a while Alfaro straightened his head, looking at the face of the wife who was already soaked in sweat. The cold temperatures of winter are not able to quench the burning desire.

"Dear you're ready?" alfaro asked with a voice that sounded so heavy.

Arumi nodded slowly, with a breath that was wheezing because of the actions of the husband that made him groan nonstop. Without wasting time Alfaro pointed the junior under his wife's stomach and in a matter of seconds, they finally felt the reunification.

One word that Alfaro said in his mind was extraordinary. Because it feels so narrow and clamping. Arumi really kept her husband's rights for many years well without ever thinking of turning away just for a moment's satisfaction.

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